Unbelievable Deceptions That Started Small But Spiraled Into Life-Altering Truths
Ever found yourself telling a tiny fib just to dodge a dull party or impress someone, only to have that harmless little white lie grow legs, slip on some sneakers, and start sprinting through your whole life? It’s wild how one small untruth can snowball into a full-blown saga you didn’t see coming. One curious Redditor posed the ultimate question: “What’s a lie you told that spiraled and eventually became ‘this is my life now’?” The responses are a treasure trove of hilarious, touching, and sometimes painfully real confessions that will have you nodding along in disbelief—and maybe laughing at yourself a bit too. Ready to dive into these unexpected journeys spawned from the simplest untruths? Let’s unravel the tangled webs we’ve woven, one story at a time. LEARN MORE
We’ve all told a little white lie, at least once. Maybe it was to dodge a boring party, impress a date, or avoid admitting you still don’t know what “deductible” means. But sometimes those tiny fibs grow legs, put on shoes, and start running your entire life.
That’s exactly what one Redditor explored when they asked: “What’s a lie you told, that spiraled and eventually became ‘this is my life now’?” The answers? Hilarious, heartwarming and occasionally heartbreaking, but deeply relatable.
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When I was a teen, I tried a carrot cake my friend made when she was learning to bake. I don’t like carrot cake, but to be supportive and encourage her, I told her it was delicious and my absolute favorite.
Somehow word spread to my mother and other friends that I love carrot cake, so whenever they’d bring desserts, they’d bring carrot cake.
I thought I’d escaped it when I moved states, but when I introduced my then-girlfriend (now-wife) to my old friends, somehow the topic got onto foods and they told her I love carrot cake. Now she often bakes carrot cake.
Her children / my stepchildren have noticed this, and now they buy me carrot cake slices from the grocery store sometimes.
I really do not like carrot cake at all, but I still eat it anyway and say thank you. I’ve accepted my carrot-cakey fate.
This one is harmless and funny but I told my mom I knew how to crochet and make blankets. I did not. I thought it would be easy. Let me tell you, it is not. It took me 5 months. But it got done. Now I can knock one out in a few weeks. Best lie ever.
I hid my debts, finances and academical situation from my parents out of pride, and this blocked their support. So, instead of doing a PhD in a field I love, I chose a career that would allow me to make money in the short term. I am okay now, but sometimes I think “what if”….
My dogs name is Lana, my neighbor called her Luna by mistake and i didnt correct her. 8 years later she still calls her Luna, i feel like it would be so awkward to correct her now and live in fear that someone will tell her the truth.
I never think about my age. In boot camp a DI scream-asked me and I blurted so fast I gave the wrong age. I wasn’t about to tell her I messed up so I’ve been a year older than I really am ever since .
I had a hard time understanding my new landlord so I told him my French wasn’t very good.
I am fluent in French and had just moved to Quebec, that made for an awkward few months, one day I forgot to switch over to english and he remarked that my french was getting very good.
I became a vegetarian at age seven (child’s vision of animal rights).
When I was twenty, I worked on a political campaign out of state where a family provided me with housing as a way of supporting the candidate. My hours were long and they went to bed early, so we rarely saw each order.
I had the evening of 4th of July off so they asked if I’d join them for dinner. After I said yes, they told me they always make beef tips for the 4th of July. Not wanting to mess with their tradition, I ate the beef tips and told them they were delicious.
At the end of the summer, I decided to head back home rather than continue on the campaign until the November election. When I let the family I was staying with know I’d be leaving, they said, “It’s been great having you here. We’d love to give you a goodbye dinner and we know how much you love beef tips…”
I’m now in my late 30s and those are the only two times I’ve had beef since I was seven.
I told my husband that I like to mow the yard. I probably did when I was in my 20s and a workout freak, but I’m in my late 60s now, and our yard is bigger. But I’m still mowing. At least he does the trimming.
When I was about 11 I got a Barbie with a pony for Christmas. I loved it! When I went back to school after the holidays, my friend asked me what I got. I said a Barbie and a pony. She was like “wow, a pony?” And was asking questions about it’s colour and if it had a long mane etc… I was telling her about it. After a while (when she asked if she could come ride my pony), I realised that she thought I meant a real pony. By this point, I’d told her so much about this pony, that I didn’t know how to tell her it was plastic. So I just went along with it.
Not me but my mother. She didn’t like going out with some of her coworkers for lunch. She thought telling them she was vegetarian would discourage them from inviting her. Mind you this was over 20 years ago when restaurants didn’t have vegetarian options often.
Anyway she ate vegetarian for 7 years while working at that company unless she was home.
